It’s been years since I climbed the Icicle in the daylight. This thing is open 24/7 and today was no different, but I wanted to get out and do something. Luckily, the people that Scott and I found half way up were bailing, and the only other people we saw were below us. I still can’t place ice screws, so Scott ropegunned the belayed pitches despite not having led anything for several years. Good on ya Scott. The Pickle didn’t have the best ice ever, but there was plenty of it, and the sunset was pretty bad ass as well.